Away In The Hills
I am taking it easy in Koottickal.
Friends from England are visiting and we have taken to the hills.
Anu, my houseboy, accompanies us:
There is much to be said for finding one’s bag unpacked and clothes neatly hanging, just five minutes after arriving at a new destination!
And now I sit looking out across the verandah, while my friends stroll through local rubber plantations.
The musical sounds of gently-spoken, Malayalam chatter trickle down from the tree-house, where Anu and our driver, Solly, relax and enjoy the views.
All is well.
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Neither Use Nor Ornament 
The music, the scenery–warmth, pleasure, joy! Indeed, all is well. (We have several inches of snow here, cold but beautiful). Thank you.
January 14, 2012 at 5:25 pm
This guest-house and its location are wonderfully peaceful. As I write, gentle fragments of Indian musical harmonies float across the valley: devotional songs from a local religious festival..
January 14, 2012 at 5:34 pm
Looks as though you may have discovered a little slice of paradise.
January 14, 2012 at 9:19 pm
Once you have negotiated the very narrow and bumpy, pot-holed tracks, which provide the only access to these rubber estates, this place is paradise!
January 15, 2012 at 10:39 am
You make me wish that I was there too, it sounds magical.
January 15, 2012 at 12:26 am
Truly magical.. a place of quiet healing…
January 15, 2012 at 10:55 am